Yung Pinch - Big Bags Lyrics

(Ricky Racks, I see you)
Ooh, yeah, yeah
I need big bags
(Audio Cartel shit, baby)
Yeah

I need big bags, yeah
I need big bags
Yeah
I need big bags, yeah
I need big bags
Whoa
Look

I need big bags, tell me where you get that
Walked out of the store, I'll pop at least six tags
That's a big bag, money well spent though
Mixin' up the Louis with some Chrome Heart kicks, whoa
Where they do that? Somebody come and tell me
Blew it on my own but I like it when you help me
Whoa, I think they jealous, Gucci on my pelvis
Smoking like I'm Marley, but living like I'm Elvis

Whoa, whoa, wait
Everyone worried 'bout me but I hope that they're okay (I hope that they're okay)
Droppin' the top for the breeze, just got the Porsche today (I got the Porsche today)
Everyone thought I would leave, nobody thought I would stay (yeah, nobody thought I would stay)
Came from the beach, I'm the wave, there ain't really much else I can say, yah
They thought I had it made 'cause I never worked minimum wage
Made the call on my own, followed my dreams, suddenly everything changed
Suddenly everyone needs me, suddenly all these girls want me
Since I gave 'em "Nightmares", I just got all these girls on me

Yeah
Told her, "Don't forget the rest of me"
She always takes the best of me
And says she wants the best for me
I don't care anymore, I swear
Don't forget the rest of me (yeah)
She always takes the best of me (I don't care anymore)
And says she wants the best for me (I swear)
It's just another tragedy of love
It's just another tragedy, it had to be like this, yeah
It's just another tragedy of love
It's just another tragedy, it had to be like this, oh, whoa

Yeah
I need big bags, yeah
I need big bags
Yeah
I need big bags, yeah
I need big bags
Whoa
Look

I need big bags, tell me where you get that
Walked out of the store, I'll pop at least six tags
That's a big bag, money well spent though
Mixin' up the Louis with some Chrome Heart kicks, whoa
Where they do that? Somebody come and tell me
Blew it on my own but I like it when you help me
Ooh, I think they jealous, Gucci on my pelvis
Smoking like I'm Marley, but living like I'm Elvis

(Whoa) yeah
Told her, "Don't forget the rest of me"
She always takes the best of me
And says she wants the best for me
I don't care anymore, I swear
(Don't forget the rest of me) (yeah)
I don't care anymore (she always takes the best of me)
I swear

Took a flight to the West Coast
Now she thinks it's the best coast (it's the best coast)
See me up in my dress coat
Chuck T's, yeah, the white tees
Got that nice steez, I think she like me, yeah